Feng was waiting for me at the Ottawa Airport. It took all my self-control not to run to him—I think I did run, actually. We hugged. I suddenly realized how much I had missed him. There is no better feeling than spotting a loved one waiting for you at Arrivals.
Browsing Category Baby Mark
Mark from 2012 to 2014.
I’m Not Okay (Post-Partum Depression is a Thing, I guess)
I’m not okay. And I haven’t been “okay” for a long time.
The Scratched Cornea Eye Saga Continues in Ottawa
On Monday morning, after a night’s sleep to recover from the flight back, I drove Feng to the nearest walk-in clinic so that he could have his eye checked.
December & 14 Months
I told him about Santa Claus (and his French brother, le Père noël). The first time we went to the mall after that, we bumped into Santa Claus, and he froze.
“Guilt” is My New Middle Name as a Mom
You can just call me “guilt”—that’s my new middle name since becoming a mother.
I Need More Hours in The Day as a New Mom
The first few months after Mark’s birth, everyone was very understanding. Most folks know babies are tough at first and that it takes time to adjust. But Mark is one now and I should have it all figured out by now. I don’t.